Poetry for the Rosh Hashanah Meal
Eating the New Year The ram’s head, My great times great grandfather would eat, To welcome the new year with words “May we be the head and not the tail!” But you, my son, Dip apples into honey, And did you remember to say “To make for us a good and sweet year?” At first we wished for abundance. Your great times great-great grandfathers tillers of soil, (that was our side of the curse) greeted the new year with pumpkins…